章 37: The Terrifying Sullo Wins The Reserve Seat
編集者: EndlessFantasy Translation
While the spectating gods were worried for Sullo...
Sullo, who was facing the sneak attack head-on, appeared calm and unhurried as if he didn't care about it at all.
Just as the dim light was about to pierce through his body, a golden light barrier that was like an eggshell appeared, protecting him.
Clang!
The dim light hit the Golden Light Shield, and the sound of metal colliding rang out.
However, this unstoppable dim light that was as fast as lightning only created a ripple on the Golden Light Shield.
Sullo, who was protected by the Golden Light Shield, was not affected at all. His expression was still indifferent.
The dim light that was repelled by the Golden Light Shield seemed to be enraged as it attacked crazily again and again.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In just a few breaths' time, a hundred hits could be heard.
In the entire space arena, there was only a dazzling ball of golden light and the shadows that the dim light left behind.
Unfortunately, no matter how this dim light attacked, it couldn't break the terrifying defense of the Golden Light Barrier.
The indestructible divine body that Sullo had just finished cultivating was known as the world's most powerful defensive law. How could it be so easily broken?
In addition, aside from the indestructible divine body, Sullo also had a sovereign artifact, the divine armor, which made his defense even more indestructible.
Seeing that it was unable to do anything to Sullo, the dim light stopped attacking the light barrier, once more transforming into a black-cloaked figure in the air.
"You trash from the sewer. You ruined my plan. You deserve to die. The Thunder God throne is not something trash like you can touch. I advise you to admit defeat and withdraw from the Reserve Thunder God Competition. After that, sign a slave contract with me and serve my family for ten thousand years. Only then will I spare your life.
"Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't live until the sun rises tomorrow! Oh! Right, you probably don't know who I am, right? I'm a descendant of the Ming family. My family's influence is spread throughout the entirety of Vogah's divine domain. Do you still dare to compete with me for the position of Thunder God? Hehe!"
The black-cloaked voice was gloomy and cold, the threat in his voice evident.
This scene couldn't help but make the godly spirit audience outside the arena curse loudly, making them extremely resentful.
Although the gods were mighty and had an almost eternal lifespan that they could be deemed as immortals, there was still a difference between nobility and lower classes even amongst them.
The most obvious difference was the difference in power. The stronger one was, the higher their status would be.
The other was the difference in power. The more power one controlled, the more authority one had, and the higher one's status would be.
Obviously, the Ming family that the Black Cloak belonged to was a major family with extremely high status.
Most of the god audience were from the lower class. Their talent was average, their background was average, and their believers were from the divine realm.
Now, Sullo was being threatened right under their noses. He kept saying that he was trash from the sewer, which angered most of the audience from the lower class.
"Damn cloaked kid, show your face if you have the guts. Let me see your true colors. I'll beat you up every time I see you in the future."
"A bunch of worms that suck the marrow out of other's bones and exploit the lower-class gods to get to the top. Can you not thrive on your own talents?"
"Is the Ming family the one who owns the spatial arena and made a fortune through their violence-loving ways?"
"That's right, it should be that Ming family. They just like watching gods of the lower class fight against each other. They're really shameless."
"Their power is spread throughout the divine domain? Hehe! That's a huge, fat lie."
Dissent began to arise amongst the gods.
The faces of the few examiners who were doing their best to maintain the spatial arena turned ashen.
"Are the people of the Ming family all so brainless?"
"That's right! This has already stirred up the anger of the people. Even if we wanted to help him, we wouldn't be able to."
"Forget it, let's do things by the book. At worst, we can just return the Ming family's bribes. We definitely can't get involved with them."
As the assessment officials of the deity trials, they naturally knew the Black Cloak's true identity, not revealing it to make sure that only he would be benefitted during the match.
They wanted to create a gap in information between the Black Cloak and Sullo so that the Black Cloak would have a chance to win.
Otherwise, the Black Cloak wouldn't have been able to come up with a battle strategy to avoid Sullo's divine body and divine arts while using the insects' army to crush Sullo's Gold Beamons to obtain the final victory.
However, he didn't expect that other than the Gold Beamons, Sullo also had the hidden great killing weapon of the Holy Human Spirits.
'This was why no matter how many plots and schemes you had, you wouldn't be able to defeat me with absolute strength.'
And at this time, the Black Cloak's words caused the anger of the audience.
After the examiners looked at each other, they immediately decided to give up on the idea of interfering in the competition and completely draw a line between themselves and the Black Cloak.
"Do you hear me clearly? You trash from the sewers, immediately announce your surrender, and automatically become my slave. Otherwise, not only will you die, even you and your friends, classmates, and teachers won't be able to escape."
In the spatial arena, Sullo looked at the extremely arrogant Black Cloak with an ugly expression.
He knew that the Black Cloak's identity wasn't simple, so he just wanted to defeat him and win the preliminaries. He didn't want to deepen the conflict.
That was why he had chosen to activate his indestructible divine body to defend against the Black Cloak's sneak attack.
However, he didn't expect that this guy would be so arrogant. Not only did he threaten him, but he also wanted to make trouble for his friends and classmates. It was unreasonable.
Sullo snorted and removed his defense barrier.
"Yo! Kid, it seems that you know what's good for you! Hurry up and admit defeat. Then, come here and sign the slave contract. Don't waste my time."
The black-cloaked man thought that Sullo was going to admit defeat when he saw that Sullo had removed his defense.
Even the audience outside the arena felt sad. They looked at Sullo with disappointment in their eyes.
Could it be that, just like them, the top geniuses from the lower class would also choose to submit to those above them?
However, Sullo suddenly disappeared from the spatial arena.
The spectating gods couldn't help but widen their eyes, their hearts filled with joy as they searched for traces of Sullo.
This was because they all knew that the Spatial Gate was Sullo's specialty.
Once this divine spell was activated, it meant that it was time for Sullo to counterattack.
As expected, Sullo's figure appeared from the space behind the Black Cloak.
"A mouse that doesn't dare to show its true face wants to be arrogant in front of me?"
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